I heard a voice cry out tonight. It held me in its grasp as it sang my emotions through my speakers. Calm and angelic, stirring that which refuses to die. A bond, growing through distance. The silence speaking more volumes than face words. Melding with my memories, faces, glances, touch, taste, floating before my eyes with each strain. Peace, at last, peace within myself, and without myself. The thanks I give for this, is immeasurable, unvoicable. Hate does not exist here, just love, for all that is, all that was, and all that will be. The future be known, I see no end, just let it come and exist.

Thank you.

Leave a comment